My Baby

I have lots to blog about with the move and all the new stuff the kids are doing, but I wanted to share an experience while it was fresh in my mind.

We still have some things in the garage at our old house. A friend wanted to borrow something and I went to put it out so she could pick it up. When I arrived at the house it was obvious it was being shown. I decided to park up the street and wait for the showing to be over instead of showing up and seeming "weird".

While I sat there I started wondering what they were thinking about our house. Were they noticing the scuffs on the stairway where we scratched the walls trying to get our box spring in the day we moved in? Were they turned off by the marks left behind by the baby gate? Were they scoffing at the cupboards, that are probably original to the house, that we painted instead of replacing? Were they wondering about that stain on the carpet?

As I thought about this I started to tear up a bit. This was our first real home together (except for a basement apartment in Orem). It's where we lived when I graduated from college (both times). It's where we found out we were going to be parents for the first time (and the second time) and where we brought those babies home. We have a lot of memories tied up in that house and, while I am excited about this new chapter, my heart aches at the thought of saying good-bye to our home for good.

About a year ago we made the decision to stay in that house for good. The mortgage was almost paid off and we were okay with our cozy (tight) quarters. I really let myself love the house and imagine us in it forever. So, it's a bit of a paradigm shift to be sitting in this huge home and selling our little bungalow.

I can only hope whoever buys it will love it as much as we have (and still do). It is a happy little house and my heart is still smack dab in the middle of it, and probably will be for a while. I know our new house will soon be home and we will love it as much as we loved our old home. But, for now, I feel like I am losing a close friend, and I'm a little sad.

ps. My friend Darren will be proud of the fact that the realtor made mention of the "stunning landscaping" in the brochure for the house. That is all Darren's work. He gets to start over with the new house:)